My wonder place is not the only one place.
I am not a kind of person who is easily impressed by something such as movies, books, tours and music.--I really like enjoying them, though.
Every time I go on a trip alone, I feel something that I couldn't experience if I were not traveling alone.
These feelings are not easily defined as one word. However, I'd rather to suggest some key words such as realization, self-reflection, and appreciation for living.
As a same man, I hardly feel such feelings in my everyday life.
Wherever is the destination of trip, they spur my deep emotion. If it rains, it's better. If it wind blows, it's far better. Under bad weather, the more thoughts reside in me.
The harder the trip is, the more lessons come.
I used to travel the deepest recesses of my country. I smelled much flavor, saw a lot of new scenes, and heard strange sound that I've never heard in my country. In my opinion, these strange stimuli might let me get a lot of feelings definitely opposite to feelings from daily events.
To experience these feelings requires just following two conditions.
First, be alone. Companies may harm your speculation.
Second, walk too long time, take bus or train.--never drive a car.-- Proper fatigue and inconvenience let you realize that this time is far from your every single day.
Maybe, most of people agree my idea. They might experience these single trip.
Thus, my wonder is not specific location, but rather wherever is possible for me as I mentioned.
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A nice philosophical piece. I like your inclusion of the sensory details we talked about in class. I can relate to your musings on being alone and experiencing hardship. It made me think of the 11 years I that I spent abroad. Many times alone, but experiencing and learning many things that I am sure I will share with my grandchildren.
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